Go within, or go without…
…yes, this coin, the one I’ve had a very long time now.
In the land of the blind, the one-eyed man is king.
And so it is, but I don’t know why, on one side,
but on the other…, I know exactly why, and always have.
I’ve found there’s nothing I can do, because they don’t know.
They don’t know they’re blind, blind to all that’s within,
as insects stuck in the amber of perception, unknowing,
and not wanting to know. - That’s the tragedy, the foil,
entertainment’s foil they fall on with no sparring partner,
their deaths without meaning, neither gathered nor cared for…
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I’m no opportunist. - It never entered my mind, not even once.
I’m here to help, but only a few can be. - I call them… seekers.
--RK, 9:27pmEDST, 9/21/2014
(…so it will be until time’s end+…)
Autobiographical, poetic commentary emphasizing compassion,
ones search for truth &
that which cannot be found except from within…
Consider well the altruism found here (to the great chagrin of 'detractors').
©Copyright 2006-2022 by RK, Planetary Poet Laureate (of the end time)
Sunday, September 21, 2014
Two sides to the coin…

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